Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air and deep beneath the rolling waves, in labyrinths of coral caves - the echo of a distant tide comes willowing across the sand, and everything is green and submarine.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1044 | 2010-12-09 19:43:13 | 63.38 | |
| 524 | 2010-08-18 14:06:09 | 61.59 | |
| 507 | 2010-08-18 13:12:24 | 59.76 | |
| 98 | 2010-08-03 11:27:50 | 58.35 |